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'''<big>In New York’s Streets</big>'''
(An adaption of In Flanders Fields)By Canadian physician Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae
'''In New York’s Streets as dust we blow
'''Between the buildings, row on row,
'''That mark the place; where’pon we died
'''The motes, just softly sinking, fly
'''Scarce seen amid the death below.
'''We are now dead. Some years ago
'''We lived, saw dawn, and sunsets glow,
'''We loved, were loved, but then we died
'''In New York’s Streets.
'''Take up our battle with the foe:
'''To you from now dead hands we throw
'''The flag; that’s yours to hold up high,
'''To guard the truths in which we pride.
'''If ye break faith with us who died,
'''We shall not sleep, though dust still blows
In New York’s Streets.
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On the night of 11 September 2001 I 'nodded off' in front of my computer.
I woke up just in time to see the plane fly into the second World Trade Centre tower, at 9.03 EDT,
or 23:03 AEST in Sydney. Australia. 220 of Borg 04:34, 11 September 2017 (UTC)